Ahoy, me hearties! Lend me yer good ears for another memorable tale. Last story I related me unfortunate run in with Ms. Kraken. I thought that was the last I had seen of her, and have since been proven wrong. I now deeply respect the beast and vow to assist any strange ship facing her cruel wrath. It would seem she can smell a sea dog's salt because she taught another poor pyrate soul a lesson about karma not just last sun, right before me own eyes...
Now, I was sailing the Sea, moving skulls like I always do. Eventually I run into another sloop at an island, so I do the honorable thing and hail them. The reply was good and me fellow pyrate was a jolly bloke, so we had a quick drink and sang a shanty. A galleon later appeared and the only thing jolly about them was the Jolly Roger. After a visit with the Ferryman, I raised the black and set me course for revenge. When I got there, me mate was already firing on them. It was a vicious two-sloop-versus-galleon battle. The bully had the idea to limp away, caught the wind and was soon out-running the both of us. All hope of bloody vengeance was lost until the tentacles broke out of the water. It was Ms. Kraken attacking the galleon! To see her in all her slimy beauty just then put a smile on me face. There was much cheering and rolling on the deck, laughing between us sloop captains. I brought me ship as close as I could to the ink and climbed the crow's nest, watching the spectacle of her punishment. To me delight, she sank the ship and had them all for supper. Here's to the beast!
